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Bun B
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Let Em Know
作词:Bernard Freeman
R.I.P. Guru, gangsta 4 Life Goddamn, Primo Long time comin, baby History in the making It's goin down, talk to 'em, Preem
Say, this here, Pimp C We fuckin' wit' Primo, it's goin' down, baby My mic is loud and my production is tight We run shit, I ain't playin' witchu
Okay, Bun is on the mic, Premier's on the track The South is in the house, now what can fuck 'wit that? And what can fuck' wit this? I take shots and don't fuckin' miss First on your baby mama bucket list
You on some sucka shit, might as well suck a dick 'Cause you being a bitch just for the fuck of it And when I fuckin' spit, niggaz get to tuckin shit Tryna duck down wherever they can fuckin' get
They better ask somebody 'Fore I have Big Truck pass the shotty and blast somebody, bitch Mastered the flow, the gun and the hand game Now I'm resurrectin' a real nigga campaign
Fake ass niggaz, we snatch 'em out the damn rain Take they damn chain, hit 'em with the damn thang Bang, now that's what happen when the trigger blow Aiyyo Premier, let a motherfuckin' nigga know
Say, this here, Pimp C We fuckin' wit' Premo, it's goin' down, baby My mic is loud and my production is tight We run shit, I ain't playin' witchu
Say, this here, Pimp C We fuckin' wit' Premo, it's goin' down, baby My mic is loud and my production is tight We run shit, I ain't playin' witchu
Okay, Bun is on the mic, Premier's on the track The South is in the house, now what can fuck wit' that? And who can fuck wit' me? You not built up I'll break ya bitch-ass down and leave you filled up
See that's how blood get spilled up 'cause you all grilled up And got the hammer on you but it's still tucked 'Cause you scared to pull it, even mo' scared to pop You ain't a gangsta, you need to stop
I'm a type of nigga pull up at tha evening spot Squeeze and pop niggaz until they weave and drop, ock You the type that gotta call in the goons I come one deep, strapped like an army platoon
When I get to gladiatin' on haters like Leonidas 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Niggaz just gonna have to admit it that he the tightest You talk a big game mayne but mine's bigger bro Aiyyo Premier, let a motherfuckin' nigga know
Say, this here, Pimp C We fuckin' wit' Premo, it's goin' down, baby My mic is loud and my production is tight We run shit, I ain't playin' witchu
Say, this here, Pimp C We fuckin' wit' Premo, it's goin' down, baby My mic is loud and my production is tight We run shit, I ain't playin' witchu
Okay, Bun is on the mic, Premier's on the track The South is in the house, now what can fuck wit' that? And who can fuck wit' us? Better bring your mic game Mike Jordon, Mike Tyson, Big Mike mayne
Big dough, big flow, big fight game Take you out the zone, put you in the right frame Take you out your home, middle of the night mayne Wrap you up tight, put yo' ass on the night train
That's right mayne and it's the right time In the right game to get rich like a white mayne Tryna see how much paper that I might gain While I still keep it trill in what I write, mayne
Yeah, so let's see who we could trouble most By hittin' these haters up with a double dose Toast, we got it locked like a figure-fo' Aiyyo, Premier, let a motherfuckin' nigga know
Say, this here, Pimp C We fuckin' wit' Premo, it's goin' down, baby My mic is loud and my production is tight We run shit, I ain't playin' witchu
Say, this here, Pimp C We fuckin' wit' Premo, it's goin' down, baby My mic is loud and my production is tight We run shit, I ain't playin' witchu
Bitch, yeah, PA to PV, nigga Bun Beeda, DJ Premier
Legends in the game You don't know? Now you know, bitch Threw ya hoe ass around While real niggaz come down
Hah, yeah, Premo, I was waitin on that shit, nigga I been waitin' on this shit since DJ Premier was in deep concentration My motherfuckin' nigga, love you, boy Real rap shit, real nigga shit, we gone
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